No one to trade with
and our vessel filled with jars.
So we headed past the coast
toward open ocean
Where strange crews hailed us,
and for honey, gave us salt.
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Then came fever
and all the sick were put ashore.
We had good care:
warm milk, vinegar baths and beds.
When my head cleared,
there was a road along the cliffs
Which I followed
past the village behind the goats
Feeling the ground
steady and true for a good house.
Until sunset,
when I saw the sea flowing west.